He Needs Me (Wattys 2020)

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GUYD IM SO SORTY FOR UPLOADING LATE, been sooooooooo busy.

That's why I've made this extra extra long.

Deffo needs to be revised!

"GOWARN BABYYYY"

I gasped in shock. Jamal and dad were staring out of their windows, Jamal in a way looks pleased but dad looks a little mad. His sharp sagging features mirror disappointment.

Oh God. My heart started to feel heavy.

"My dad" I whispered, Andrei grabbed my cheeks and made me face him. No, God I can't do this unless dad agrees, I can't have him mad at me.

"I've already spoken to him but I don't think he forgives me"

Obviously dad doesn't forgive him, after everything he's done dad would rather eat a 100 year old egg.

"I can't do this without him being on with it" I mumbled sadly, it's setting in. There's a big chance dad will say no and when he makes his mind up he doesn't change it.

Although since he's become Muslim he has started to forgive and forget more. But is this something he could forgive and forget?

"Well I guess I'm getting the big guns involved" Andrei spoke his lips pressed in a thin line as he fixed his wet suit.

"Who, Andrei?"

He noticed my worry and gently caressed my cheek, his lip lifting slightly in the mix of a smirk and a smile "My father, go home I'll be here soon" he mumbled placing a kiss on my cheek and sliding into his car.

Oh God, this is real, we're ok.
Am I doing the right thing?

Turning around I hurriedly entered the building and ran up to our floor slightly scared to see dad, is he going to be mad at me?

Is he doing to hate me for forgiving Andrei?

Gently opening the door I took my slippers of and padded towards the living room. Water dripped onto the old carpet leaving a noticeable trail behind me.

Dad is still stood by the window as Shazia is holding his hand attempting to comfort him. My heart began to race at the sight of him.

This doesn't look good.

"Dad"

He turned slowly, a grim look plastered on his face. Shazia looks a little worried with her hands wrapped around dads right arm tightly.

"After everything he did to you?"
If only he knew the half of it

"Dad please, Try to understand" I whispered, my voice breaking the more I went on.

So many emotions are running through my body I feel lost, I feel like this world I'm in is hazy.

"This isn't ok Storm it isn't"

"He apologised"

"Does an apology take away the trauma he gave you?" He began to yell angrily. My heart dropped, it doesn't, it really doesn't.

Andrei tortured me, left me, blamed me for losing our child and said it wasn't even his. But I can't leave him.

I know an apology doesn't take away everything he's done to me but I want to move on with my life.

I used to be such a happy woman with sass and humour and now I don't have it in me to even smile. I want Andrei to bring back the part of me he forced to leave.

Fiddling with my fingers I refused to cry again.
"he has changed, a few months ago he wouldn't wait for me to come to him he would have taken me"